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Dirty stories by Jack Stratton

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Dirty Boys Reading – Sep 7th 7pm

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Join your favorites, Guy New York, Gibson Grand, and Daisy Danger, along with a fabulous guest emcee, Ms Dorothy Darker! As always we read things both scintillating and shocking. Plus we always have a raucous crowd of dirty devotees to descend into debauchery with. So come join us, it is always an adventure.

Sick Girl

 

The whine was a little girl noise: a pouting, stubborn groan of frustration. I heard it when I opened the door and let the light from the hall break the spell of darkness in her room.

On the pink bed, the girl was covered in blankets, pillows, comforters, even stuffed animals. She sniffled somewhere under there and in a voice that sounded much more adolescent than what a college student should sound like, she whined, “go away.”

I had to laugh. I left the door open a little, enough to see at least. I crept over to the bed, looking around at the bowl of half eaten soup and cups of tea.

I took off my pants as she pulled the blanket down enough to watch me with furled eyebrows and pursed frowning lips. I took my shirt off next and placed it with my pants on the chair next to her bed. Continue reading

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